She rested her head on Han Solo’s shoulder and whispered, “Han – I’m a little sleepy.”

“Go to sleep, I’ll call you when I get there.”

Well she relaxed her body and snuggled into Han Solo’s arms.

Chapter 88 #087 Once the Brightest Star

Arthur’s low mood affected other people. Even the usually noisy Silver Dragon Girl became quiet for a rare time. The car was silent.

We arrived in Fort Collins around one in the morning.

A brave rally is in progress, and security in the city is unprecedentedly tight. If it weren’t for the brave Brian, it’s doubtful whether Han Solo and the others would be able to enter the city gate.

Behind the city gate.

Brian said: “Mr. Han, thank you for taking us into the city.”

Han Solo smiled and said, “It’s okay. Why are you guys outside the city at this time of night?”

“Well – I was just walking around and lost track of time.”

It’s the Silver Dragon Girl’s fault.

They secretly went out of town to play, and even when it was getting dark they still refused to go back. If they hadn’t met Han Solo, they would probably still be on their way back.

After a brief farewell, Brian left with his men.

Han Solo was not in a hurry to leave. He stood with Monica and watched them leave.

In the cool night breeze, Monica’s clothes seemed a little thin.

She gathered her black hair and asked, “Master Han, you won’t be going back to the Garden Hotel today, right?”

Han Solo glanced at her sideways.

Monica said seriously, “That Arthur Sylvester, although he didn’t say anything, he obviously has some opinions about you. He is a member of the Brave Team and also lives in the Garden Hotel. I’m worried that he might harm you.”

Han Solo shook his head: “You’re worried that he might harm me, but you’re still provoking him so much?”

“I have done nothing wrong in following your wishes.”

“A tough talk?”

Monica remained serious: “Whether my subordinate is tough or not, you have the final say.”

Who is this?

Han Solo looked Monica up and down, feeling that she wanted to rebel: “If I don’t go back to the Garden Hotel, where will I sleep tonight?

Monica smiled slightly: “I have booked a room at the Turin Hotel, a palace suite with a lot of space. If you don’t mind, sir, you can sleep there.”

“You are the only one who has so many naughty ideas.”

“Sir, you can say that I am a slut, but you shouldn’t say that I have many ideas. I am sincere and genuine for you, and I don’t have any ideas.”

Han Solo’s legs were already shaking.

He thought Monica should be in a good mood now.

Sharp teeth and a silver tongue.

It’s very different from his usual calm and composed image.

—Why should I reward you! “

He speaks so disrespectfully and has a serious lack of sense of respect and hierarchy.

You still want a reward for this? Just do it yourself.

Brother Arthur is a civilized man. Even if he took action, he would definitely do it after the brave gathering was over and hire someone to kill him. How could he do it in the Garden Hotel?

Leila uses her ultimate skill and stabs him with her holy sword. Is he afraid?

If even the devil is afraid of him, then he is even more powerful than the devil.

Han Solo walked forward and said, “Come to me tomorrow afternoon before 2:00. I need to reset the Tenth Hour Machine.”

“Yes.”

Monica stood there and watched Han Solo leave.

When she could no longer see anyone, she raised her finger and pressed her lower lip with a look of loneliness: “You should at least give me a kiss – what do you think, Lord Han?”

The next day, nothing happened.

Han Solo came back in the middle of the night and was warned by the hotel staff not to run around.

Around seven o’clock in the morning, Leila swaggered in. Seeing Han Solo still sleeping, she refused to leave and insisted on going up to him and taking a few photos.

Han Solo scolded her and she ran away smiling, saying that this man was poisonous.

After sleeping until noon, Han Solo ate the carefully prepared lunch in the kitchen and opened his own panel:

【Strength: 210】

[Agility: 150]

[Physique: 50]

【Intelligence: 100】

[Free points: 262]

It’s already level seven and almost level eight.

The previous twenty or twenty additions seem like a lot, but in fact they are not a small amount.

But the biggest contributors are the Arthur brothers.

In just three minutes, just one person provided a full 150 points!

It’s a pity that this is a method to destroy a family and it’s something that can only be encountered by chance.

Half past one in the afternoon.

A human figure suddenly appeared in the air. Monica stepped in with full makeup on: “Master Han, good afternoon” “Well, did you have a good rest yesterday?”

“Because I missed you, I felt very lonely and didn’t get a good rest.”

what’s the situation?

Is this something the Black Mage could say? Han Solo looked up in surprise, his face filled with horror.

Monica stood solemnly, tall and straight.

If someone says that her personality has changed, Monica will not admit it. In front of others, she is still the noble, mysterious and proud black wizard.

But, how to say it—

It’s all Lord Han’s fault.

Yesterday at the throne-enthroning ceremony, she knelt down and had her chin held by Lord Han, and a switch turned on inside her.

Not only was it opened, but it was also broken.

It won’t close.

Monica couldn’t help herself and always wanted to say some obscene words.

Instead of feeling ashamed, I felt very excited.

Han Solo calmed down and decided to greet as little as possible in the future, to handle official business and not to say anything extra. He looked down and stopped talking again.

Monica was still wearing the same outfit, a grey turtleneck top.

But her pencil skirt had become very short, originally reaching her ankles, but now only reaching her thighs.

“Boom!”

Han Solo pounded the table, pointed at the garter stockings on Monica’s fleshy legs, and said, “What’s wrong with your skirt?”

Monica lowered her head: “Is it too short?”

“What do you say?”

Han Solo was really convinced.

It’s so short that it’s unbearable to look at. I feel like the layout will be exposed if I move a little.

The key is that she is wearing black suspender stockings. What does she want to do?

Han Solo took a look.

Another look.

He couldn’t help but said, “Monica, that long skirt was good before, why did you change it? Tell me, you wear garters now, fishnet stockings next time, and you won’t have anything to wear next time. If someone comes in and sees it,

I thought I was a sex maniac, forcing my subordinates to dress like this, I have no shame at all!”

Monica hadn’t expected Han Solo’s reaction to be so righteous.

As a strong person, she would not back down because of Han Solo’s scolding.

If you do something wrong, just change it.

Her original intention was good, but her execution was bad. If she were to be submissive and evasive at this moment, she would be very cowardly and would be disliked.

She said, “You are talking about —— working hours. I should be more serious. Lord Han, I will go change my clothes now.”

“Don’t change it. If I don’t teach you a lesson, you won’t know your mistake.”

Han Solo raised his hand and waved, “Stand by the wall.”

“yes.’

Monica stood by the wall.

“Pull up your skirt.”

“”.-.deliver?”

“Pull up your skirt! I told you to pull up your skirt!”

Goo!

“Yes.”

Monica was a tall person, and she stood against the wall, looking slender and graceful with long and straight legs.

She obeyed, rolling up the hem of her skirt and rolling it up around her waist like a belt.

Although Monica is a B-type H-type, this is the first time she has encountered such a rampant situation.

She put her hands in front of her.

“Boom boom boom!”

Han Solo tapped the table with his knuckles and sneered, “Do you have any sense of shame now?”

“grown ups—-.”

“Put your hands behind your back. Don’t you like this? I like it too. Today we’re going to do it big. The car doors are welded shut so no one can get out. Stand at attention, toes apart, shoulder-width apart!”

“..yes.”

Monica put her hands behind her back and spread her legs slightly apart.

She held her head high and looked away.

It was a truly stunning sight.

The white legs, black socks and green cloth complement each other and are beautiful.

Han Solo admired it for a moment, then said, “The Tenth Time Device will be restored immediately. If someone comes to kill you later, you can’t fight them in this state. You will be punished next time.”

Monica is getting into the mood now. “No need for next time. Sir Han, please rest assured that I can wrap my whole body with magic power in an instant and cover everything. I understand that some scenery belongs to you alone.”

Is it?

Then you stand.

Chapter 89#088 Cardinal of Destiny

Time passed slowly and the room was silent.